Vertigo!

I had no intention to climb up to the roof tops of Stockholm, knowing that I suffer from acrophobia. But what can I do when the 5 French lab guys insist and promise to take very good care of me? I couldn't resist, the thought fainting up in the clouds and Olivier catching me, well, can it get more romantic?

How romantic did it get? One of the lab guys turned out to have so bad vertigo himself that he had to be attached to the instructor the last 50 meters.

Good God I had gotten my client away from the idea flying with hot air balloons!